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All our investigations, hot takes and reflections on the complicated inner life of your pet.
Your cat talks about merit despite sleeping 18 hours a day, champions success without ever having worked a day in their life, and has suddenly developed a fascination with jumpers knotted over the shoulders? You might have to consider an uncomfortable possibility: your cat is a Tory.
Does your cat now demand the status of “self-employed feline worker”? They might be a leftie. Let’s examine the most common symptoms of this feline radicalisation.
It might be time to accept the obvious: your cat is lesbian. Before you arrange another disastrous date with the cat next door, let’s look at the clues that might confirm your suspicions.
Does your cat now call you “comrade”? Before they collectivise your sofa or turn your flat into a feline people’s republic, here are the signs that should raise your suspicions.
Your cat believes all forms of authority are illegitimate, categorically refuses house rules and seems to view every piece of furniture as an opportunity for rebellion? Your feline may have become an anarchist.
Your cat now refuses any simple definition: one day “Mister Whiskers”, the next a medieval princess, then a bedside lamp until further notice. Here are the signs they’re genderfluid, and how to manage it.
Your cat turns their nose up at chicken paté, sniffs your broccoli with curiosity, and now looks at the local pigeons like comrades rather than prey. Could your cat possibly be vegan?
Your cat spends their days denouncing capitalism, systemic domination and the symbolic violence of the modern world. Fair enough, so far. The problem is they’re making this speech with a glass of champagne in paw, from the velvet sofa of a patron funding their short film about working-class suffering.
You got home from work and thought you’d walked into the wrong house: no telly, no couch, not even your Hulk Hogan memorabilia. Your cat had donated everything to the needy of the neighbourhood, almost everything, anyway. Their cat tree, treats and heated blanket were still exactly where they’d always been. It might be time to face the truth: your cat is a socialist.